Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

It has been a month since Mu Ciwan took him to the company, the time for Qiu Cimu to transform into a human form is getting longer and longer, and the time for energy accumulation in the middle is getting shorter and shorter.

Now everyone in the villa knew of his existence, but sometimes he was too elusive, which caused the housekeeper to look at him abnormally.

Qiu Cimu felt that he should have thought about some demons and goblins.

The weather was fine that day, and the temperature was significantly higher than it was a month ago. It was too hot to wear two layers of clothes.

Now that he can basically change his form at will, he temporarily lives in Mu Ciwan's house in human form, and Mu Ciwan has someone prepare some clothes suitable for this day.

don't want to go out.

It's hot summer outside.

The weather last month has already allowed you to wear short sleeves. What kind of clothes should you wear when the weather gets hotter this month?

Qiu Cimu sat on the sofa and finally came to the conclusion that it is better to stay at home.

But he is learning how to cook recently.

When he was in the small world before, Mu Ciwan cooked him a lot of delicious food, and he also learned some cooking skills from her.

However, those skills only exist in the mind, and it is somewhat difficult to operate them in practice.

The strategy manual says that you should cook a meal that you like to eat for the person you love. If you want to catch someone's heart, you must first catch someone's stomach.

So in human form, he spent the past two days tinkering with things in the kitchen.

He destroyed some things that were not clear what they looked like.

Now looking at the three dishes and one soup that he could barely eat in front of him, he nodded with satisfaction.

Corn ribs soup, stir-fried cabbage, braised meat with eggplant, and shredded pork with fish flavor.

It's not particularly difficult, and with Wang Ma's assistance, Qiu Ci Mu got started very quickly.

If nothing else, this is probably his lunch at noon today.

Wang Ma was still flattering beside her: "Mr. Qiu's talent is pretty good. I can get to this point just by simply teaching him. Mr. Mu will definitely like it."

Mu Ciwan really doesn't care for idlers, an aunt who cooks can speak so nicely.

It's still a while before we eat.

When he was in human form, his sleeping time was a little different from that of a bird. At least he could follow Muci when he woke up late, so in order to ensure that he could have a hot meal at noon, he had already made a Morning meal.

"Mr. Qiu."

The butler knocked on the kitchen door, sneezed at the smell of oily fumes inside, and handed the mobile phone to Qiucimu.

"Your phone has an incoming call."

Apart from daily contact with Mu Ciwan, the mobile phone is useless at all, and Qiu Cimu often ignores its existence.

The only contact person inside was Mu Ciwan. Now that you hear the call, you don't have to think about it, you know who it is.

"Late farewell?"

He thanked the housekeeper, walked out of the kitchen with the phone, and found a corner to listen to Mu Ciwan's voice coming from the phone.

He didn't see the butler behind him and Wang Ma smiling at each other.

"Well, it's me. I have a document in the study. It's about the Yuanshan Group's landmark bidding contract. I need it this afternoon. Could you please send it over?"

Mu Ciwan's clear voice slowly flowed out from the phone.

Qiu Cimu naturally agreed without hesitation: "Yes, I will send it to you later."

"Okay, can you drive?"

"No, but you can take a taxi. I know where your company is, but I need you to pay some travel expenses." Qiu Cimu deliberately joked.

"Of course no problem, all my money is yours."

Mu Ciwan's voice came out of the earphones with a little smile, and there was a feeling of electric current, adding a tingling feeling, which made Qiu Cimu couldn't help touching his ears.

"By the way, I cooked food. If you didn't go at noon, do you need me to bring it with you?"

"Of course, I want to see Chef Qiu's cooking skills."

The matter was finalized just like that, and when Qiu Cimu hung up the phone and turned around, it was Wang Ma and the housekeeper standing at the door, looking upright, but the smile on their faces gradually changed into a strange and distorted expression.

But it was only for a moment, and soon they restrained their smiles and returned to their usual appearance.

"Wang Ma, can I trouble you to pack the dishes for me?"

"No problem, I'll go find an incubator right away." Wang Ma left cheerfully.

Seeing this, the butler went to do his own thing.

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The car was called by the housekeeper, and the driver took him downstairs to the company.

The majestic building looks really good, Qiu Cimu thought that he had done such a grand office before, but the world has changed.

There is no sense of psychological gap.

Of course, he can also start a business and start his own company. According to his ability, these things are not a problem.

But why bother?

The two of them spent little time together, and it would be even less if there were more things to do.

There is no need for so-called material equality between him and Mu Ciwan.

"Hello, what's the matter with you?"

There was an intellectual woman standing at the front desk. Qiu Cimu blinked, thinking that Mu Ciwan should have arranged these things. Just as he was about to speak, a man in a suit and holding a rose in his arms came beside him.

How should I put it, it is clear that the suit he is wearing is also very formal, and the rose he is holding is also very romantic, but it always reminds Qiu Cimu of a beautiful peacock.

He blinked, too lazy to provoke these people, and just about to continue talking, the man cut his chance to speak.

"I'm looking for you, Mr. Mu. I'm the vice president of Yuanshan Group. You should know that I have important matters to discuss with her."

The young lady at the front desk had a professional smile on her face, and her voice was sweet and pleasant: "Sorry, sir, you are not allowed in without an appointment."

"I've been here several times before, you should recognize me." The man lowered his voice and reiterated again.

He was leaning on the counter with one hand, one leg was slightly bent, and he lowered his head slightly to look at the front desk. He thought he was handsome in this posture, but the rose petals fell on his back collar for some reason, making him look particularly abrupt.